DIBDIN's SELECTED SONGS, GLEE

Bacchus come, thy vot'ry own me, 'Tis said that thou all cares can'st end: A perjured fair has basely flown me, Fled with a false perfidious friend. Let's drink!—'tis true my sorrows pass: New joys exhilerate my soul, I find a friend in every glass, And a kind mistress in the bowl.